You Are Loved

Self-deprecating, self-loathing, broken heart that’s what you say same to. I'm so happy I met you, but you don't know that I'm here because I have to or I feel bad for you, that’s what runs through your mind but what if that’s not it, at least that’s not it for me. I love your eyes and the dimples that form when you smile and unfortunately when you cry, I love the scars you have because they tell a story and show a past that changed you, I have them too on both my arms. this isn't just a fun thing for me I know that you aren't always going to be okay and some nights that’s all that I'm going to think about but I'm here not just for now not just until I get bored, you aren't a hobby you mean so much more to me than you will ever believe. Your family doesn't accept you and only see the negative parts of your life, you're not happy with who you are but they just think it's a joke and I'm not your family but I'll be here for you when they aren't because I wish to believe as I believe in you, you're constantly torn down and every smile is like a forced compliment from an enemy, I wish it was real because on the rare occasion you do smile you have so much beauty. you hold onto the people who hurt you because you're scared of not having anyone at all but I'm here to tell you, you'll have me.